There was a 1″ thick cotton mat on the bench. This was going to be her bed.The bench was Y shaped and the V part of it was adjustable from closed to... 180 degree apart. For today it will be completely closed. She is going to be here for 90 days, every day the V part of bench will be opened 1 degree more, reaching from 0 to 90 degree in 90 days. While sleeping at night Eve has to ensure that her legs stay on the V part of the bench. This will train her to keep her legs spread with ease. However. More significantly the need and importance of the civilized "knowing the time" had unconsciously faded. I was aware of the sun rising and the coming of night. The cycle of tides had become a daily flow in our activities. I had tossed the last vestige of civilized time into the evening fire.We were hunting.I was perched on a tree branch high above a faint game trail the girls had found. I was naked except for my genitalia that were stuffed into a loose leather jock-like pouch. I had learned. I moved behind her, my arms around her waist, I pressed myself against her ass and kissed her neck. “Oh John” she said, “I am really not in the mood”. I did not listen to her. I pulled her back to me and kissed her ear. She squirmed in my arms and protested. I spun her around and pulled her into me. I was rock hard and pressed it against her. I pressed my mouth to hers, she resisted my kiss but I persisted. I pushed her back to the washer and trapped her there with my body. I pulled. Matt liked girls. He was bisexual, and he knew it. In fact, part of his excitement, on that Friday night, came from the fact that Sally was so pretty. There was something that excited him, even if he knew that there was no chance of incest.But Matt was no stranger to incest. Bruce was his friend, sure, but they also had a third friend, Cliff Silver. Cliff also liked boys, but had a girlfriend, the extremely cute Gwen Ferguson. Like Cliff, Bruce and Matt, Gwen was bisexual. And the one who made.